Matt hums, lapsing into a more serious silence; when he breaks it again, it's haltingly. He knows why Clint is here (dressed like that, it wouldn't take a rocket scientist to guess that he and Natasha are planning on taking his usual patrol) and while he's not sure he approves, if he's not going to be leaving the house tonight, he can at least still make it work for him.

"If you're open to suggestions, I might have something that'll help with that."